The king of the Heaven-Devouring World now wore a face full of shock, cold sweat pouring from him ceaselessly, his breathing growing ragged with fear.
The reason for this was the transformation of that body of radiance.
That body of radiance had long since surpassed merely binding the main hall.
The entire Nether Ice Palace — every last inch — was engulfed by it.
The sky-blotting radiance appeared outwardly sacred, yet in the eyes of the Nether Ice Palace Master, that blinding light was nothing short of terrifying.
Because what that light brought the Nether Ice Palace was annihilation and death.
The interior of the Nether Ice Palace was now in utter ruins.
Nearly every structure had been demolished.
Hundreds of millions of the Nether Ice Palace's clansmen lay collapsed across the ground.
The entire Nether Ice Palace was blanketed in wailing, and blood stained the earth.
The only ones still alive were experts of the Venerable realm.
Every martial cultivator below the Venerable realm had perished without exception.
And the dead had not even been left with whole bodies — the scene was too horrible to behold.
Even among those who still survived, things looked dire. Experts of the Supreme realm had all sustained severe injuries.
As it stood, the only person within the entire Nether Ice Palace who remained completely unscathed was the Nether Ice Palace Master himself.
This transformation had been caused entirely by that body of radiance.
It was that body of radiance that had destroyed the Nether Ice Palace and slaughtered hundreds of millions of lives.
…
Glancing back toward the main hall, he saw that it remained perfectly intact.
But the Nether Ice Palace Master's gaze did not linger on the hall.
For standing outside it was an old woman.
She was none other than the grandmother of Fumo Shaoyu and Fumo Xin'er.
At this moment, this old woman was nothing like the one
The warmth and benevolence he had witnessed on her face were gone.
In their place was written one word: ruthlessness.
More importantly, the aura she exuded was one of absolute, peerless dominance — a presence that looked down upon all things and crushed everything beneath it.
In the face of such an aura, even the Nether Ice Palace Master was rendered insignificant.
If before, the god of this realm had been the Nether Ice Palace Master, then now, that god had been replaced.
This old woman was the true god of this realm.
Before her, even the Nether Ice Palace Master had been reduced to a mortal.
"Who are you exactly? Why would you do such a terrible thing to my Nether Ice Palace?"
"Is it because of those people just now?"
"If it is because of them, then I apologize to you."
"I didn't know they had a powerhouse like you backing them."
"Had I known, I wouldn't have dared to capture them, let alone harm them."
The Nether Ice Palace Master spoke.
He wanted desperately to remain composed, but even as he fought to control himself, he could not hide the tremor in his voice.
"They are indeed people you should never have touched."
"But even without them, had you crossed paths with me, the Nether Ice Palace would have been doomed to this fate regardless."
"After all, you have committed every evil imaginable. You are the scum of martial cultivators — and scum like you do not deserve to exist in this world."
The old woman's words had barely ended when a flash of cruelty crossed her eyes.
Boom boom boom boom boom—
Suddenly, sounds like firecrackers erupted throughout the Nether Ice Palace.
But they were no firecrackers. What was exploding were the experts of the Nether Ice Palace themselves.
With every muffled blast, a spray of blood blossomed into the air, and a life was erased from this world.
In the blink of an eye, even the wailing within the Nether Ice Palace had ceased.
Dead. All of them, dead.
Every last one of the Nether Ice Palace's hundreds of millions of members — all gone, leaving only the Nether Ice Palace Master alive.